Oh my god you would drunk register for a marathon.
i have a reoccuring irrational fear i'm going to walk in on my dad masterbating. Night.
im using old socks as coasters. im going to make a great housewife.
Im a photoshop master, i successfully reduced the size of the pupils of all the girls I made out last night with to prove they were not that drunk. So glad the camera goes home with me.
the last thing i remember was trying to convince him to call over his girlfriend so we could have a threesome
Mowing drunk should be an olympic sport...
I forgot how few teeth there are in this state...
i dont know everytime i see her teeth i get erectile disfunction
Tonight just try not to threaten to pee on the hot guys buying us drinks....please..
don't mind me. just hanging out in this cool air conditioned Babies R Us until the liquor store next door opens.
Can't tell if its the LSD or if that demon man just stared at my penis. Cleveland is a weird place. All true stories.
It's official. Those are now your come fuck me flipflops
Btw any and all sexual fantasies or arousal I had about cops is null and void.
I want to fuck the side burns off of Steve.
There is this guy in here. He didn't even get ice cream he just filled up his cup with mini marshmellows, chocolate syrup, about a lb of grahm cracker crumbs and walked around to everyone in the shop saying "hey, hey look here, I just made fucking s'mores." He was SO proud of himself.
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